A ring on my finger
A wish in my heart
When was the good stuff
Going to start?
I wanted a home
I wanted a life
You wanted a doormat
Instead of a wife
Promises, promises
I heard you say
With promises empty
I’m going away
‘Cause things won’t get better
Despite what you’ve said
You’re out of my marriage
You’re out of my bed
The ring was forever
But this is today
I’m bored with you sweetheart
So why would I stay?